A few hours later, Prussia has finally found a few small gems of his own, but nothing quite so large as to net them the reward from Herrisgeld. Well. Net England the reward, but he's sure if he were the one who found the gem, England would make it worth his while.

With a tired groan, he sets the pickaxe down and flops as dramatically as he can against a boulder without hurting himself in the process. Which is all for nothing, as the force of his movement shoves the boulder out of position, sending him sprawling on the dirt. "OW! SHIT!"

Behind where the rock was is a large crack in the wall of the cave, big enough for a person to fit through.